The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Hannah, thinking he had changed his mind, instinctively stepped back, her eyes wary, “What’s up?” Didn’t he say she could go? Why was he stopping her now? If he had changed his mind, it was too late! “You look beat.

Let me dove you home” Derek said.

Because of Hamah’s actions regarding his grandmother, Deek had warmed to her.

She was clearly exhausted, hardly able to keep her eyes open and not fit to drive or hail a cab.

He’d worry if something happened to her late at night “Alight, take you up on that, Mr. Derek’ Hannah said.

Naturally, Hannah would accept such a kindness and agreed instantly.

She really wasn’t in a state to take a cab.

egg and she

your chauffeur??” Only then did Hannah snap cut of it She wasn’t having a cab, Derek was driving

don’t have a girlfriend” Hannah was fastening her seatbelt, and her hand

was just trying to

was awkward that he was kind enough to drive her home and she treated him like a chauffeurs She didn’t expect him to respond to business e didn’t give

he had a girlfriend or not was none of her Derek got in, put in the Chester family’s address, and stat ear Hannah was so sod she leaned back in her seat and promptly fell asleep Derek noticed she was asleep

from the back and draped it

tinged with a hint of sweetness She was out

steady, her long eyelashes fumering slightly This was the first time he had looked at Hannah

dressed in

unconsciously leaning towards

He jerked back a little his